What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

Movin objects mentally

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

Can you name an example of bad parenting?

What does life mean without death?

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

If it ain't

No smile is genuine or real,

How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

What's an underrated/unknown novel or series that you think deserves more attention?

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

Soldier with the gas-mask

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

Why do men prefer women below the age of 30?

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Why did my bipolar girlfriend split up with me?

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

Know your enemies

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

Reveal alien tribal culture,

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

Dead astronauts, pyramids

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Who designed our DNA structure?

“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Mothership alien sorceress

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I never knew my life mattered”

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

If it ain't

I'll see you when I get there,

Me and my peeps is all trife

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

I seen it all in my short life

Three months later we run our own caper,

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

I do it once, I do it twice,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

Until we realized how to get the real money;

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

The other one don't understand me,